Chapter 185: Killing and Taking Blood
"There's a living person here!"

“Ah!! Ah! Spare me! Spare me! Immortal Masters! Spare me, I will definitely shut up… uh…”

An iron pipe suddenly pierced into the man's back, and blood flowed into the bucket...

Murong Ji closed his eyes and kept reminding himself, don't mind your own business, don't mind your own business! He was not a saint or gentleman.

My current strength is still low, if I show my head out, I will most likely die!

[I have seen many deaths and lives! What does this mean? ! ! ]

Suddenly, Murong Ji felt something moving under his tree. His heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, "It's over!"

Looking down, he saw a person among the corpses who had quietly crawled into the bushes and was crawling towards him.

Murong Ji slowly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stand there, staring at the people in front of him.

One of them directly picked up a corpse with the iron pipe in his hand and held it on top, as if flying a kite, "Hehe! Look..."

Turning around, he saw that his fellow apprentices all had gloomy faces. "Oh, you are all too serious. What kind of corpses have we not seen?"

When he turned around, he saw a pregnant woman with a big belly. Libido had already appeared on her body. He turned to his fellow apprentices and said, "Tell me, which direction was the baby's head facing when it was in the womb?"

The person behind him kicked him into the pile of corpses and said coldly: "If you want to die! I can send you there right now!"

The man climbed up from the corpse and said, "Why are you pretending to be a hero in front of me? After doing this kind of mission, you are all the same as the Demon Cult!"

……

Murong Ji looked again, and the man was kneeling motionless. He was a little confused, what was he waiting for if he didn't run away quickly?

Take a quick glance.

Above the man's head, a giant python appeared and was about to swallow him.

The man was so frightened that his face turned pale. Just when he came to his senses and was about to scream, he covered his mouth tightly.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, it's a dead end!
He pinched and twisted his thighs tightly to prevent himself from losing composure.

After the fright, he slowly came to his senses, hurriedly undressed, revealing a white area on his chest, and carefully took a child out of his arms.

Murong Ji saw that a piece of cloth was blocked on the child's mouth, for fear that he would cry out loud.

Looking again, Murong Ji discovered that the person was a young woman. She hid the child in the bushes, her whole body trembling, her eyes closed, and she slowly crawled towards the giant python.

Feed the python with your own body.

Murong Ji still had a calm expression on his face, but his hands were tightly grasping the tree trunk, with his five fingers digging into it.

He just watched with his eyes open, watching the woman kneeling and crawling step by step towards the giant python's mouth, as if she was praying for a way to survive for her child.

For some reason, a trace of unwillingness emerged in Murong Ji's heart. It appeared bit by bit, growing wildly like weeds, until it could no longer be suppressed.

Murong Ji took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and forced himself to suppress his unwillingness.

"Ah!!! I want you to die! Give me back my mother's life!"

Murong Ji looked up and saw a surviving man among the corpses. Seeing that he could no longer hide, he rushed forward holding something in his hand.

"bump!"

He was kicked and flew away, lying on the ground, unable to get up.

He vomited out mouthfuls of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs. The difference between mortals and cultivators is simply too huge!
Even so, the man continued to mutter to himself, "If I can't kill you, I will also splash your blood..."

"puff."

An iron pipe was inserted into his body and blood flowed into a bucket.

Murong Ji's face was full of ferocity. He was a waste cultivated in the peaceful times and could not stand such evil deeds of killing!
He exhaled slowly. Although his face was still ferocious, he felt a lot more relaxed. He straightened his hair crown and turned to look at the giant python that was about to entangle the woman.

He slowly drew out the Tianwen Sword, and the next moment, he urged the sword out, and the sword shadow appeared again, bringing out a splash of blood.

The entire giant python loosened in an instant, and the huge snake head fell to the ground with a bang.

"who!"

"There are still people alive! Chase them!"

Murong Ji looked at those people running towards him, his face full of solemnity, "Hold the child and go quickly! Go deep into the jungle, be careful of wild animals, I will find you after we get away."

"If..." Murong Ji exhaled slowly, with a bow and arrow already drawn in his hand, "May the best of luck to you."

He wasn't sure whether the woman could understand what he said, and there was nothing he could do about it now!
The arrow in his hand flew out of his hand in an instant, like a flash of lightning, piercing the forehead of the leading man and sinking into the ground behind him.

Murong Ji drew his arrow again, continuously drawing the bow and drawing arrows. Every strike of the sword took a life.

In a flash, six people died.

"Bag it over there! Let's go together!"

Murong Ji's face changed, and he cursed inwardly as he saw the woman holding the child who had not walked far.

As he flew past her, Murong Ji grabbed the back of her collar and fled deep into the jungle. Looking back again, his pupils shrank suddenly. These people had already caught up with him, and he was not at an advantage in terms of speed.

Their strength is four or five levels higher than Murong Ji's, and their speed in controlling objects is not slower than his.

Murong Ji quickly assessed the situation on the battlefield. If the stalemate continued, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. He hurriedly threw the woman into a bush and hid in a tree.

He drew his bow and shot another man dead.

"Over there, pack it! Quick!"

"Don't let him get away!"

Murong Ji rushed out from behind the tree, took a few steps forward, and instantly drew out the Tianwen sword in his hand.

"Zheng!"

"Ding!"

Murong Ji was somewhat stunned. The Tianwen Sword was blasted away by the opponent's magic weapon. His attempt to break out failed. He took back the Tianwen Sword and held it in his hand.

He glanced at the other party coldly. They used the trees to hide their bodies and had surrounded him.

Half of his body was exposed, and he was staring at him with murderous eyes.

Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. Those arrows almost drained away half of his true energy. He slowly calmed down and looked for an opportunity to break out.

Suddenly, Murong Ji saw a man hiding behind a tree again. [Opportunity!] The next moment, Murong Ji rushed directly there.

Just when he was halfway through the charge, he felt a chill in his heart and had a bad feeling. Murong Ji didn't care about the attack from behind and kicked hard to the right.

When the person hiding behind the tree appeared again, flames shot up into the sky and rushed towards Murong Ji.

Is the burning power of flames strong? Under normal circumstances, using flames to attack is almost the least efficient use of energy.

Because there is a lot of flame that will burn out and escape.

But now it’s different, these flames seem to have consciousness, the energy is so concentrated that if they stick to you, they can almost burn through you!
Murong Ji hurriedly hid behind a tree and looked at his almost cooked left arm. If it weren't for the meridian connection, this arm would have been disabled.

The true Qi and blood flow slowly to nourish the injured arm.

[Yan Fa! Incense Valley! ]

Murong Ji's face turned pale. Only then did he remember that the Xuanhuojian in Fenxiang Valley was lost. In order to activate the Eight Evil Xuanhuo Formation, they used the blood evil method to activate the formation!
I just happened to catch them killing people and taking their blood!!

Just as he was thinking about it, Murong Ji felt a chill on his back and fell to the ground. A flame almost brushed his scalp and burned through the tree trunk which was more than one meter wide!

Murong Ji shook his hands. His left arm had recovered a little and could still be used.

[I wonder if the Change of Stars will work!] Before I could think about it, a flying hammer the size of a winter melon came crashing down at me.

Murong Ji kicked his feet and flew sideways, avoiding the attack. The Tianwen Sword was in his hand. He turned around with Lingbo Weibu and avoided the opponent's attack again.

At the same time, he stabbed forward with a sword in his backhand.

The disciple from Fenxiang Valley swung his hammer and smashed it directly onto the Tianwen Sword.

"Boom" sound,
Murong Ji's right arm went numb from the shock, and he almost let it slip. He slapped out with his left hand again, and after a palm strike, they both retreated five steps.

[This disciple from Fenxiang Valley is actually as strong as me! His combat experience is not inferior to mine! ]

Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. When he looked again, the flame came towards him again.

One was far away and one was close, and the others assisted, cooperating very tacitly, not giving Murong Ji a chance to breathe.

This kind of tacit understanding was honed through long-term large-scale battles and training.

Murong Ji was in great pain from the beating. His cultivation was not as good as theirs to begin with, and now he was being worn out to death bit by bit by them.

Murong Ji secretly calculated in his heart that if he didn't find a chance to break out, he would be doomed if he continued to waste time!
At a glance, almost every disciple of Fenxiang Valley held a melon hammer, as if it was a standard magic weapon.

Murong Ji knew very well that on the battlefield, what mattered was to make the opponent lose their ability to attack as quickly as possible. This magic weapon, the melon hammer, was extremely practical.

After the fight, they all came out, and there were eight people left. They cooperated very well. It was almost unrealistic to find a flaw to break through.

Murong Ji turned his head to look at the disciple from Fenxiang Valley who had just fought with him, and he happened to be looking over there too.

"Junior brother, are you from Qingyun Sect? You are at the fifth level of Yuqing in Taiji Xuanqing Daoism, and your combat power is not low. Even I, who is at the seventh level of Shaoyang Sect, find it difficult to deal with you. Are you an elite disciple?"

Murong Ji didn't say anything, and slowly calmed down his mind. None of these people could be left alive, otherwise, he would not be able to get out of the Ten Thousand Mountains!

[Since there is no flaw, let’s break through head-on! ]

Without any more hesitation, Murong Ji strode forward and walked directly towards the man who had fought with him before.

The man didn't say much. He lowered his body, held his breath, and blew it out.

The sky full of fire rushed towards Murong Ji, but Murong Ji still stepped forward, ignoring the attacks and distractions behind him!
Time flies!

Murong Ji seemed to tear the space apart with just a casual pull! The next moment, the disciple of Fenxiang Valley was a little dumbfounded, and the hammer in his hand was hammering down towards Murong Ji.

(End of this chapter)